It Wont Be Like This For Long...

In this story, a girl, Kendal, and her best friend, Molly, meet One Direction whist at their concert in London. Kendal has always lived there. In Cheshire. Molly lives in America, but only because her parents made her move over there. -We used to pick on people like Americans, but now, Molly is sort of aone now... so we try our best not to. She's lived there so long, her accent is starting to fade away, slowly, but surely. Soon enough, she'll be a regular old Jolly Englander. We call America 'Jolly Ol' England'. It's just something we do here.-
Enjoy this story. It's about us, meeting One Direction and Zayn really starts to take a liking to Molly... and there are some problems along the way, but we all stay on the right track, and we get them where their hearts are. So, enjoy:)


30. Secret Plans?

I cuddled into Louis as we watched a movie on the bus. Nobody else was in the room with us, and Paul wasnt anywhere to be seen. I hadnt seen Paul in a long time, I wondered where he was.... I was actually worried, if it werent for him, I wouldnt even be here right now. And, he made the decsision to let me and Louis stay together.

"Hey, uh, where's Paul?" I ask Louis, who shrugs, starting to look worried, "I havent seen him in a long time. Since he took Zayn in yesterday." I finish, and Louis gets up, taking my hand as we walk down the hallway. Louis was leading me to Paul's room so we could find out where he was. And, if he was still here. The bus hadnt actually started moving yet, and we were still outside the hotel. I knew why we were still here, because we had to wait until the fans unflooded us. We were trapped like dogs in crates in the bus here, but atleast every entrance was strongly locked. Louis wrapped his arm around my waist, and he led me down the hall further to Paul's room.

Louis knocked on Paul's door as we finally got down there. There was no answer, Louis tried again. He knocked so many times, I think the sound was imprinted in my head now. Louis finally gave up, and pushed me behind him. He slammed his body into the door, ramming it a couple times before the door crashed open. It was completely dark inside the room, strange because Paul's lights were always on. Even while he slept, the lights were on. I was worried a lot more as we checked around the room, Paul being nowhere in sight. I looked at Louis, who mimicked my wide-eyed expression as we went to ask the driver where Paul was. Louis didnt waste any time while he was asking for Paul.

"Where's Paul?" Louis immediately asked as we crashed through the drivers' door. The driver was darkly tanned, with long shaggy hair. His hair colour was dark black, and his eyes were a piercing blue colour, but nothing compared to Louis'. Louis' jaw tensed before he repeditly asked the driver where Paul was. The driver seemed to know something we didnt, and then he finally gave in, saying something.

"I'm not allowed to tell anyone about the situation... sorry, Mr. Tomlinson. You will have to relent." The driver said. What situation? Where was Paul?! Now I was worried completely. I tensed beside Louis who had started to hold onto me tighter than ever. He noticed me tense up and released his firm grip, soothing his touch up. He smiled at me nervously, apologizing with his eyes. I repeated the look, telling him it was okay. And then he returned to question the driver. 

"Louis, please leave the girl here, and I will tell you. I will tell you it all." The driver said, wiping some sweat away from his face. Louis shrugged at me, kissing my cheek, and telling me to stay put. I obeyed his orders, watching the two leave, leaving me alone with the bus contols. I smiled as I looked through some papers marked "Secret". I couldnt help myself from reading the note about Louis. I read the note quietly to myself. It read this: 

Louis Tomlinson: We have conclusions about what to do with Louis this time. We cannot take him from the fans in public, so we will kidnap him whilst we are on tour, driving somewhere or not. I cant stand to see Louis fall in love again, leaving me breathless as to our love... I cant exactly get the girl alone, he will fight for her. But if I make up a scam to get Louis alone, I can forceabley take him away. She wont even know anything. I have hidden this just to remind myself about the Paul situation. Paul needed to be punished. I did not mean for my group to take him away for this long, but they still havent returned him to us. They were only supposed to take him to the alley and beat him up a little, but he has been gone for hours. Those rotten kids will soon know that I dont work for SYCO records, and that I am a long lost enemy of Louis'. I cant wait for this plan to take action, taking Louis' life will help me out with all of this. I'm not sure how to do it yet, but there is a knock at the door, I hear Louis. It is time.

I dropped to my knees on the floor, reading this hatred note. A secret plan on how to kill Louis? I need to tell him! I ran quickly out of the room, seeing Louis and the driver, the backstabbing driver, walking down the hallway. 

"Louis! Dont go with him!" I yelled, but I was quickly restrained by a strong man who I hadnt noticed standing outside the door before. "Louis, help!" I yell louder, and Louis turns, worry clouding his eyes. The 'driver' takes Louis' arms, twisting him back around and shoving him out the door. Louis' gaze caught mine once more before the driver took him away. I was crying, terror taking over my whole body, I screamed against this man, and remembered I still had my legs. I thrashed my body around wildly, but this man was stronger than I thought. I kicked my legs, hitting him right where the sun doesnt shine, and he released me, dropping onto his knees. I ran down the hall and out the door before anyone could stop me. The fans were all gone, which I hadnt noticed before. I screamed as I saw Louis being put into a van, his body thrashing against the man. I dropped to my knees seeing them take him away, I saw him through the window, there was a gun to his head. My body felt so numb as I picked myself back up and ran towards the car, silently praying to God that Louis would come out alive. I saw the van, driving very slow, it was driving around a corner. I quickly chased it, myself being chased by two big men.

"She'll ruin everything! All the plan has come down to this, and you just let her go?" I quickly noticed the voices, they were the people from the ghettos. I ran stronger, forcing energy I knew I didnt have. My legs were so weak now, I felt like I should just collapse. But I cant, Louis was in danger. This could be the end of his life if I dont keep running. So, I forced more on my body, running at fullspeed. I couldnt take it much longer, and I knew it, I couldnt force this much energy much longer. But, love can overpower anything, as long as the person you love is alive in your heart. I wildly ran after the van, actually gaining on them. The gun was still pressed to Louis' head as the van slowed down. I saw the driver, now taking off his disquise, it was the man that had tried to take me away, but Louis stepped in. I felt some hands wrap around my waist and pull me off my feet, my head made contact with the rough concrete, my mind going blank. I couldnt feel or see anymore. I was in a black, nothingness state...

Louis' Point of View:

I was taken into a large black van, seeing her face as I was dragged out the door by a man that I knew from somewhere. He was someone I wasnt glad to have ever known. He'd tried to take her, tried to take Kendal. But, I couldnt let him take my heart. Him taking her would be like ripping my heart out of my own body, as she would put it. That last eye contact moment was the one time I was sure she would make it to me, then our love could overpower these guys completely. I felt so strong, feeling like she would make it to me, and then a man grabbed her round her waist from behind, making it impossible for her to escape. I hated myself for walking out with this guy, I thought he was going to tell me something. But I wasnt worried about whether or not I would still be alive in a few hours, I was way more worried about what that guy would do to Kendal. I was so overly worried about it, I couldnt stop myself from worrying. My head was pounding at the thought of him even touching her waist. I was shoved into a black van, forced, and then they started to drive, slowly. I felt a huge metal object pushed to the side of my head. I heard a gun cocking, and I knew this was the end of me. There would be no more Louis Tomlinson, and I wouldnt be allowed to see her anymore. There would be no more of our sweet love. I thought this was my break, I thought I was going to settle down with this girl, ask her to marry me, and then we would live our lives together. But, I guess mine is coming to an early end. I've hit the dead end, and everyone knows there's no turn back at the dead end of life. I felt the gun push harder against my temple, hoping this wouldnt hurt as much as people say getting shot would hurt. I hoped that one day I would see her face again, in heaven. Even then we couldnt spend our lives together, she'll be an angel and I will be a horrible person. I couldnt believe I would die here without doing what I had planned in the next few years, asking for Kendal's hand in marriage. The car stopped suddenly, smashing the loaded gun against the side of my face, on the cheek bone, causing me to wince from pain.

"Louis, Louis, Louis. You see, we dont want to kill you." Lies, "We just want you to be in a never ending pain, I want to see you suffering on the side of the road, a bullet inside the side of your head. It isnt that I want to see you like that, I need to. And I will." He said, chuckling. I winced at the thought of Kendal finding me on the side of the road, dead. I dont want her to ever know that this all happened, but as soon as I was shoved out of the car door, to where I would die, I turned my head and saw two huge men stopping Kendal in her tracks as she chased after us. I winced again as they grabbed her and she hit her head on the concrete. I felt a sudden burst of power, I tried to get up to my feet, but the back of the gun came into contact with the side of my head, pushing me down onto the ground.

"Louis,  there's one condition to this. You want to stay alive, dawg? Then, give us the girl, and no blood should be shed man." I head another man say, as he got out of the car. I shook my head no, and the gun was pressed to the side of my head. I was on my hands and knees, almost like bowing down to the gun. It had power over me, nobody wants to die this way, but if it means I didnt literally give her up, I would do anything. At least I will leave this world knowing I didnt give up. I didnt give up our love. At least I'll die knowing she still loved me. I felt the gun cock again, I gulped, knowing what came next. I closed my eyes tightly, hoping to shut away the pain I was going to be in. But, I felt the gun leave my head, and there were sirens. I didnt open my eyes to find out what was going on. I didnt want to know. All I heard was another sirened car, knowing this one, it was an ambulance. I opened my eyes, the ambulance was by Kendal, I saw her perfect blood spilled out onto the ground. I saw a policeman rush over to me, I was still on my hands and knees.

"Hey, buddy, you okay? Did you get shot?" I heard him ask, but my gaze was still caught on Kendal, who was getting her limp body lifted into the ambulance. I rushed up to my feet, shaking my head at the policeman which seemed to be enough for him, he walked back over to where people were asking me questions. I rushed over to the ambulance, my feet and legs felt numb. Like I was actually not alive, but still moving. I was scared to find out. I silently prayed, please tell me she's alright, please tell me she's alright. I was pleading to myself. I finally reached the ambulance. My mind couldnt prepare me for what I was about to be told.

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